Phenikiv looks up from where he stands, searching borderline frantically for his older brother. Not yet would he call for him, as he, like most people, would not desire to make a fool of himself. “Always falling behind..” The pale Asu jests to himself. He adjusts his sleeves and carries on with walking. He, however, is careful, nearly too careful, being as he would often run into things. This was all too apparent by the bruises that sometimes made an appearance near his eyes and cheeks. Unlike his brother, he can be described as unsteady and all but coordinated on a mount, often leaving him falling far behind. He could hardly even ride a cob without falling off or getting bucked! His thoughts begin to trail off along with his focus as he adjusts the over ear clips he liked to wear to hide one of his only noticeable Asu features. It was not as if he was not proud he just- oh never mind. He focuses back on the task at hand, only after nearly running into a pile of branches. This task was catching up to his brother.

Dalyor sighed and looked back at Phenikiv. What had happened this time? Did he get distracted by a butterfly or something? “Oh, there you are,” he said in his smooth voice. “Try to keep up, we have to cross a Dark Spot.”Dalyor chuckled, knowing full well they could have just gone AROUND the Dark Spot, but Dalyor was always up for an excuse to practice his...unconventional abilities.